This will be a cinematographic experience, you think. Agnès Pe will take us to the pacific, wartime pacific where big warships slide slowly through the waters. The wind carries a song. A Japanese soldier washes his clothes on the beach.

Soft seats, the darkness of the cinema, faces light up in the glow of a sunny day a long time ago. The lie of watching something truthful.

Something happens. You are no longer in your seat. Colours and sounds dissolve, flow around, merge into images and become abstract again. Does the projection of a movie itself have substance? Is it possible to enter the thin layer of images and sounds?

This is not about entering a movie, entering a narrative, or becoming one with a definition.

The language changes. And when language changes, meaning will change too. And when meaning changes all the time and adapts itself to the moment, maybe then you will be free.

But by the time you realise this, you are already floating with the music.